Chapter 950 The Ghost King Is Dead

"Xiaoyong, is there a way?" Seeing that Li Yong suddenly moved after a few minutes, Han Lu hurriedly asked.

Tian Hailu, who was driving, also hurriedly pulled over and stopped the car, and turned to look at Li Yong and Luo Qingmin.

She was as anxious as Han Lu. Seeing Li Yong scratching his hair and meditating to heal Luo Qingmin, she was also praying silently for Luo Qingmin, hoping that Li Yong could create a miracle.

"Yes, there is a way. I want to treat her immediately. The space in the car is too small, you sit in the front."

Hearing Li Yong say such affirmative words, Han Lu and Tian Hailu were both excited.

Han Lu immediately stood up and gave up the seat in the back row.

Tian Hailu has already pushed down the front seat, motioning for Han Lu to jump sideways.

The space in the back row suddenly became larger, so Li Yong moved Luo Qingmin to the left until her head was against the car door, and then pulled her curly legs, trying to lengthen her legs, lengthen them again, stretch them Be straight.

According to Luo Qingmin's height of 1.7 meters, there should be a distance of 1.5 meters from head to ankle.

Li Yong picked up Luo Qingmin's little foot, and before stepping into the spirit liquid, he asked Xiao Jinlong again: "Is this okay?"

Xiao Jinlong nodded in a serious manner, imitating the successful businessman on Hong Kong Island, stretched his voice, and pulled out a sentence that combined English and Chinese: "OK!"

‘Damn it, why don’t you say yes? ’ Li Yong said secretly, but the movement of his hands did not stop at all. He immediately injected a drop of psychic liquid, and carefully controlled the drop of psychic liquid.

He didn't immediately disperse the liquid into Luo Qingmin's body. This is bait, and it must exist in the state of spiritual liquid.

He found that as soon as the liquid entered Luo Qingmin's body, Luo Qingmin's muscles felt a thirst for the liquid, just like spring seedlings yearn for rain, just like hungry people yearn for food.

However, under the control of Li Yong's willpower and divine thoughts, the spiritual liquid resisted the demands of the muscles and stayed alone.

The ectoplasmic liquid stayed at the center of Luo Qingmin's feet, twirling, like a white gemstone, exuding a hazy white light, illuminating Luo Qingmin's little feet crystal clear, like perfect jade porcelain.

However, the cloud of black air was still swimming around in Luo Qingmin's brain without any change.

It's like not being able to sense the existence of psychic liquid,

Is it too far away?

"Why doesn't it work?" Li Yong immediately asked Xiao Jinlong.

"Master, one drop of psychic liquid is not enough temptation, you can try with more psychic liquid." Xiao Jinlong suggested.

Li Yong did as he said, squeezed Luo Qingmin's little foot, poured the second drop of spiritual liquid, and the third drop of spiritual liquid...

Only when the fifth drop of psychic liquid was injected, did the mass of black air suddenly stop, as if it had already shaken.

During this process, Tian Hailu and Han Lu watched Li Yong's every move intently.

They all felt that Li Yong was so strange now that he took off Luo Qingmin's shoes, held Luo Qingmin's feet, and kept looking at them with great interest... What's so good about Luo Qingmin's feet?

This is really weird. Does Li Yong have a special fondness for women's feet?

It's just that Luo Qingmin's feet don't look good either! Comparing any of the two girls' feet with Luo Qingmin's, Luo Qingmin can be compared; but, Li Yong has never looked at their feet like this!

"Brother Yong, what are you doing?" Tian Hailu asked gently, expressing her doubts.

"Could it be foot fetish?" Han Lu said angrily, "Sister Gan is so sick, yet he..."

Seeing that Han Lu raised her hand and was about to push Li Yong, Tian Hailu hurriedly stopped her and said, "It might be treatment."

"What disease do you see that needs to be treated like this?" Han Lu asked through gritted teeth.

"Looking at Brother Yong holding his feet so seriously and attentively, he must be treating..." Tian Hailu said softly.

It was because seeing Li Yong's serious and focused expression that Han Lu couldn't help it. When he was lingering, he had never seen Li Yong so serious and focused. Now that he is facing a foot, is there any need for him to devote himself so much?

"Haha, the ghost king can't stand the temptation anymore. If he can swallow these five drops of spiritual liquid, not only will his old wounds be healed, but the ghost power will also be greatly increased. This is more attractive than taking away a woman! "

In Li Yong's heart, Xiao Jinlong was already licking his mouth in the face of the strange black air, ready to devour it.

Li Yong looked through the cloud of black air and found that, as Xiao Jinlong said, although the ghost king's soul knew that there was something strange about the appearance of the spiritual liquid on the ankle, it still gave up on Luo Qingmin's soul and moved closer to him bit by bit.

Under Li Yong's gaze, the cloud of black air dragged its long tail like a tadpole, slowly swimming along the blood vessels and meridians from Luo Qingmin's forehead to Luo Qingmin's chin.

Then continue to swim downstream, past Luo Qingmin's neck, and then swim towards Luo Qingmin's heart.

Li Yong clearly saw that Luo Qingmin's heart was still beating vigorously, and was not affected by the ghost king's breath. The current ghost king seemed to be able to only affect Luo Qingmin's soul, but not his body.

When the black air ball transformed by the ghost king swam to Luo Qingmin's upper abdomen, the long tail was separated from Luo Qingmin's head. Li Yong immediately saw Luo Qingmin's soul, a tiny white spot like the tip of a needle.

Compared with the ghost king, Luo Qingmin's soul is really insignificant.

Like a candle in the distance, and a lighthouse in the distance.

The current Li Yong can only barely see through his clairvoyant eyes, and if he doesn't pay attention, he will ignore it.

However, Luo Qingmin's soul was not devoured by the ghost king, relying on her own strong willpower.

She persevered and survived, her soul returned to the acupuncture point, her body suddenly regained consciousness, and her soul also became conscious. As soon as her eyeballs moved, the arms that were raised high were immediately lowered, the stiff muscles regained their elasticity, and the cold body also warmed up. But her eyes were full of horror, as if she had been extremely frightened.

"I..." Before she could speak, she felt numb in the soles of her feet and lost consciousness again.

Then, the nightmare continued, she seemed to be trapped in a swamp, sinking, sinking.

However, Luo Yumin's behavior and voice had already surprised Han Lu and Tian Hailu.

Because Luo Qingmin became conscious, he finally won't die. Han Lu and Tian Hailu finally believed that Li Yong was pinching Luo Qingmin's foot to help Luo Qingmin heal, not because of any foot fetish.

"Xiaoyong, is sister-in-law okay?" Han Lu asked with a smile.

Li Yong didn't pay attention to it, he focused his attention on seeing through the cloud of black energy transformed by the ghost king, before the little golden dragon swallowed the cloud of black energy, he didn't dare to relax or be careless at all, even the little golden dragon became serious stand up.

He saw the ghost king continue to swim towards Luo Qingmin's lower body. When he crossed his body and reached Luo Qingmin's thigh, Xiaolong Jin suddenly rushed into Li Yong's palm, opened his small mouth, and sucked violently at the ghost king. Hei Qi seemed to sense the danger, and immediately became violent, turned his head, and returned to Luo Qingmin's head.

The speed of the ghost king is extremely fast, much faster than when he came.

When he came down, the ghost king seemed to be cautious; but when he encountered danger, the ghost king rushed up.

However, as the suction force of the little golden dragon became stronger and stronger, the speed of the ghost king's escape became slower and slower.

Just like a car that suddenly loses power, although it can continue to slide forward, under various resistance conditions, the speed will definitely slow down, and in the end, it will definitely stop.

At this time, the ghost king encountered huge resistance, which made the ghost king even more uneasy. However, the ghost king exerted all his strength, but it was still getting slower and slower, and finally stopped at Luo Qingmin's neck.

After a few seconds of stalemate, the ghost king slowly began to back up.

It's like a car that has lost power, climbed to a small slope, and started to go backwards.

The ghost king seemed to have foreseen the danger, and suddenly turned into a hole the size of a fingernail, opened his big mouth with broken teeth, and roared mournfully. Li Yong's ears could not hear this sound, but his soul was affected by it.

He felt that his soul seemed to be suppressed by the ghost king, and he shivered.

Han Lu and Tian Hailu's condition was even worse than his. The two women held their heads and seemed to be in extreme pain.

"Little slob, work harder!" Li Yong urged, he was afraid that Han Lu and Tian Hailu would be hurt because of this.

I saw Xiao Jinlong opened his mouth even wider, inside his mouth it was dark, and there seemed to be stars twinkling. The suction power suddenly increased, and Xiao Jinlong's mouth was like a picky black hole, only devouring the ghost king.

No matter how roaring the ghost king turned into a skull, it still slowly retreated from Luo Qingmin's neck to his chest, and then continued downward, away from Luo Qingmin's agility.

It didn't stop until it reached Luo Yumin's navel.

However, as time went by, the skull transformed by the ghost king gradually dissipated and turned into wisps of black smoke, which quickly left Luo Qingmin's body and flew into the little golden dragon's mouth.

"Ah... hateful human beings, I will not let you go..." The ghost king finally let out a scream, and finally turned into a long black tadpole, unable to hold on any longer, like a long string of beads, finally flew out of Luo Qingmin body of.

At this time, Luo Qingmin's soul finally got rid of the ghost king's restraint, the light spot suddenly lit up, and then hid again.

It's just that Luo Qingmin was in a coma, still sinking in a nightmare, and didn't realize that the danger had disappeared.

After the ghost king left Luo Qingmin's body, there was a long black stream of air, which seemed to be the ghost king's body, a non-human creature. The body is presented as a soul, which can only be seen by Li Yong's clairvoyant eyes.

Seeing that the ghost king pulled his head and ran away, he imagined that he ran to the sky like last time, and escaped by taking advantage of the shortcomings of human beings who can't fly. However, before the ghost king could tell the direction, he was directly swallowed by the little golden dragon.

Xiao Jinlong smacked his lips in satisfaction, and laughed loudly: "It's really delicious."

Then, Xiao Jinlong quickly returned to Li Yong's dantian spiritual sea, yawned cutely, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the end, I still didn't forget to convey a thought to Li Yong: "Master, the ghost king is dead, and I'm going to advance."